I think she heard me call her a fat skank. But she was to be fair.
sorry if i was weird last night, had weird deja vu that we had done that before, i mean with the peanut butter.
we had.
well that explains the rash. i dont think i should see you again.
All the good ones are taken. All that's left is the Harry Potter geek or the asshole in the corner. I think I'll settle for Harry Potter.
Should study in library more often, procrasturbating is less of an option.
maybe if i keep dancing i won't throw up
we've coined the Sunday morning ritual of taking out our puke-filled trash cans as The Trash Of Shame
I got written up at work for smelling like sex and vodka. Still not sure how they put that into professional terms.
I do wanna see you. And we can just lay here and watch a movie and listen to me cry.
If you don't get head tonight I will castrate you
Seriously. Castrate.
Just made a memo in my blackberry that contains seth's funeral arrangements. I have a feeling he has big plans for the weekend.
I swear you won't find cereal in your washer machine again.
He fell into the beer pong table and broke it. Then he threatened to throw the toliet at us if we didn't let him keep playing
At least you didn’t announce to an entire bar you’ve eaten pussy, and then knocked your beer over.
A thong just fell out of my purse in front of my whole class maybe I should stop using this morning class as my walk of shame
Anyone who does not know who Paul McCartney is does NOT get to put hands in my pants
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